“Excuse me. Sorry” I stammer. Instantly she wraps her body in her towel and blushes, “I wasn’t expecting you back until this evening.” “So...I see,” I reply. She blushes more and starts to move towards her bedroom. As she comes close I hold up my hand and ask, “Can I have your towel?” She looks at me for a moment. I reinforce my request with, “PLEASE?” Her thinking done she hands me her towel. Taking the towel and her hand I lead her naked to her bedroom. With my arm around her waist we approach. Most of the choices reminded her of lingerie. She would not be caught dead publicly in one of those outfits. The gown she chose, however, was exquisite. It was a delicately sequined blouse with matching long skirt made of the most marvelous material. She felt like a million dollars in the dress. The other women had chosen more revealing outfits. Both wore them well, but both also wore grave expressions on their faces. Mona tried to be calm and remember that, regardless of what would be. Breathe out completely and begin to drift,Breathe in deeply and begin to float...Breathe out completely and begin to drift, floating upward....And drifting downward...Floating upward....And drifting downward...Continue now...Drifting deeper and deeperEach time you exhale.HypnotizedDeeper and Deeper into My Hypnotic Control...Your Mind craves My Words...You are unable to resist My Hypnotic Control...Every day and in every way, you are becoming more and more submissive tome...I take you as deep. Still, something felt good about it. Her shorts were firmly wedged between her ass cheeks and the inseam rubbed against her pussy. She regretted shaving it that morning.“I haven’t cum yet,” he said. “And I’m not done with your punishment.”He threw her over his lap, the cock pressing into her middle. Her small breasts pressed into his leg. Her ass stuck out of her booty shorts, exposed and pale.“Bad girls get spankings,” he said. “You get ten and better keep count.”“Daddy, please!” she bawled..